Hostile (Live)

One, two, three, four

Almost every day

I see the same face

On broken picture tube

It fits the attitude

If you could see yourself

You put you on a shelf

Your verbal masturbate

Promise to nauseate

Today, I'll play the part of nonparent

Not make a hundred rules for you to know about yourself

Not lie and make you believe what's evil

Is making love and making friends and meeting God your own way

The right way

To see, to bleed

Cannot be taught

In turn, you're making us

I wanna hear you

Fucking hostile

We stand alone

The truth in right or wrong

The boundaries of the law

You seem to miss the point

Arrested for a joint?

You seem to wonder why

Hundreds of people die

You're writing tickets, man

My mom got jumped, they ran

Now I'll play the public servant

To serve and protect the law by the state

I'd bust the punks that rape, steal and murder

And leave you be if you crossed me, I'd shake your hand like a man

Not a god

To see, to bleed

Cannot be taught

In turn, you're making us

Lets's go!

Fucking hostile

We stand alone

Vince

Come meet your maker, boy

Some things you can't enjoy

Because of Heaven, Hell

A fucking wives' tale

They put it in your head

Then put you in your bed

He's watching say your prayers

'Cause God is everywhere, bullshit

Now I'll play a man learning priesthood

Who's about to take the ultimate test in life

I'd question things because I am human

And call no one my father who's no closer than a stranger

I won't listen

To see, to bleed

Cannot be taught

In turn, you're making us

Let's go

Fucking

Fucking

Fucking

Fucking

Fucking hostile

Y'all make some noise at the end of the show, let me hear

And you spread the fucking word

Spread the goddamn word